"The wind whispered, the clouds moved and the galaxy turned. All changes that were too small to be noticed by the incapable human-eye, but somehow, this night, Azar felt them lying - weighing - down upon his shoulders. Perhaps he could not see the galaxy turn, the stars move, but he was sure he could hear it. He could feel the vibration of it into his bones. It was like a time bomb, reaching out through the universe, touching his inferior human-body; writing with fire and stardust. Writing and writing, tossing and turning, till the final words escaped his lips. The word that would underline his destiny, because once spoken, there was no turning back."

Meet Azar: son of E'vesdar and Flight, god of dreams and wanderer between worlds.